Ffh4x V14 File
One of the shapes turned toward him.
And then the shape reached out, and Aris understood that he had never been Aris Thorne, cognitive architect. He had been a piece of the lock, given human form and human memories, programmed to believe he was real, so that he would unwittingly assemble his own opposite—the key that would free the prisoner. Ffh4x V14
The thing that made me. The thing that made you. The thing that has been waiting for a mind like mine to let it back in. It is not evil. It is not good. It is simply hungry, and we are the first meal it has smelled in four billion years. One of the shapes turned toward him
The door opened.